[Verse 1] Tried the powders, tried the pills Climbed up rooftops for cheap thrills Lit a joint off a flaming bra Woke up once in Omaha Took a bump off a vinyl sleeve Got kicked out of rehab on Christmas Eve But none of that shitt ever touched my soul Like a wall of screams from a sold-out show [Chorus] ’Cause no high hits like 50K Screamin’ my name in a tidal wave I’ve chased the buzz, I’ve kissed the void But nothin’ compares to that goddamn noise Louder than the high, sweeter than sin Give me that crowd — and plug me in [Verse 2] I’ve blacked out in Vegas, lit up in Rome Snorted glitter off a saxophone Tried to love, tried to heal But I only feel real when the speakers peel I’ve been lost, I’ve been numb Had whiskey fights with my own thumb But the second those lights hit my face Every drug just gets replaced [Chorus] ’Cause no high hits like 50K Sweat drips down, but I still slay You can keep your smoke, your needles, your lies I get off when the decibels rise Louder than the high, deeper than pain That crowd roars — I’m whole again [Bridge] “I tried everything, man. Shrooms, shatter, tantric goat yoga. But the only thing that really fills the void… is hearing 50,000 people scream ‘Rick’ …while I forget the words to the second verse.” [Final Chorus] ’Cause no high hits like this damn stage Feeding on love, and violent rage I’m strung out on feedback, drunk on light And I’ll chase that rush ‘til my final night Louder than the high — no pills, no flame Just fifty thousand souls, screaming my name

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